When the Christmas budget has been completely blown and your refrigerator looks like:
And a dinner of pickles, eggs, cool-whip, A1, and lemon juice is not appealing, and the mystery painted bowl full of leftovers is too much of a gamble,
Although perhaps not your first choice, you decide to play it a little safer and go with the pantry.
And Stephen, you should be proud of me, neither gallon of milk is expired.
And Stephen, you should be proud of me, neither gallon of milk is expired.
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